Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 297 Nan Zhuren remained silent, only observing and analyzing.
Ring ring ring——

The bell signaling the end of get out of class rang out from every loudspeaker throughout the school, enveloping and permeating every corner of the campus.

However, despite the ringing being very loud, it seems that not many people actually listened to it.

In the teaching building, only a few classrooms on the lower floors began to have students gradually leaving, heading towards the cafeteria.

For classrooms on higher floors, the sound of the dismissal bell was like a drop of water mixed into the ocean—it didn't change at all.

Nan Zhuren fixed his gaze on the direction of these high-rise classrooms, while the vice principal was still exchanging pleasantries with Chonghui with a smile.

Obviously, everyone felt there was no need for further explanation in this situation.

Now that they were closer to the playground, they could see the students training more clearly, and even hear their shouts and commands.

……

"Big Smart, run faster!"

"Run faster!"

"We won't eat until you finish your extra training!"

"Everyone's training with you, so run even faster!"

……

At the edge of the playground, a row of tall, muscular PE students were lazily resting, relieving each other's sore muscles.

There were only three students on the synthetic track, one in front and two behind.

The student in front had a buzz cut and a broad, fat build, looking like a specialist in shot put or discus; at this moment, he was sweating profusely from the long-distance run, his muscles and fat loose and swaying with each step.

The two students behind them held something that looked like a relay baton, closely following the student with the buzz cut, and occasionally reaching out to poke him.

The two sticks mostly landed on the buttocks, but occasionally they also poked the back and shoulders.

But no matter how densely and rapidly the two sticks fell, the student with the buzz cut didn't change much; it was as if he had lost all sense of touch and pain, and he maintained a half-dead and exhausted appearance, slowly running in circles.

"Those are students preparing for the physical education exam." At this moment, Vice Principal Ma suddenly abandoned Chong Hui and turned to Nan Zhuren to explain.

"The physical fitness test is coming soon, but many students' results are not ideal, so we need to seize the time to improve their scores."

Nan Zhuren frowned slightly, first glancing at Vice Principal Ma, then his eyes followed the three running students for a while.

Finally, their gaze settled on the group of students who were resting.

Nan Zhuren was about ten meters away from them, so he couldn't see their facial expressions clearly.

However, the students' body language still revealed a large amount of information, which was captured by Nan Zhuren.

"Hey! What kind of behavior is this, so lazy and sluggish? Either train, go eat, or go back to study. How can you pass the academic exams?!" Vice Principal Ma suddenly stepped forward and shouted.

The students who had been sitting in a row watching suddenly sprang to their feet. Their average height of over 1.8 meters was now shrunk to look like little chicks.

The two students holding batons on the track stopped as if electrocuted. Only the one in the lead, the one with the buzz cut who was being chased, ran more than ten meters before slowly slowing down. He then stood there looking around in bewilderment.

“Principal, we’ve finished practicing, let’s rest here for a while…” a student boldly replied.

"After practice, go eat; when you're resting, go back to your dorm and get some rest; if you're not tired or hungry, go to the classroom to study! Do you guys have a lot of time? You can get perfect scores on exams?"

"...We can only leave after we've all finished practicing. We have to wait until those who did extra practice are done before we can leave together." The student pointed to the bewildered, chubby student on the playground. "Who said that? Your coach? Where's your coach?"

"I don't know, she told us to monitor ourselves..."

Principal Ma waved his hand: "Go eat, everyone. I said it. If you have any problems, have your coaches come find me!"

The students exchanged bewildered glances. Ultimately, the student who first responded to Vice Principal Ma was the boldest; after tentatively taking a few steps, he jogged towards the cafeteria.

With someone taking the lead, the row of students immediately dispersed.

In the end, only the student with the buzz cut who had been chased remained, panting heavily. After Principal Ma gave him a stern reprimand, the buzz cut student lowered his head, adopted a jogging posture, and slowly walked away towards the dormitory.

"They don't act like students at all. They're supposed to be athletes, but they're so lazy all the time." Vice Principal Ma shook his head and deliberately spoke loudly.

Nan Zhuren's brows furrowed even deeper. He noticed that not all the students who had finished training headed to the cafeteria; many went straight back to their dormitories or even their classrooms.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old students doing physical training are all young men; they should get hungry faster and be even more ravenous when they are hungry.

"Sigh, speaking of which, we also had a student who was practicing sports who had an accident a while ago," Vice Principal Ma suddenly said.

Vice Principal Ma's expression seemed indifferent, but there was an awkwardness in his voice that seemed to be deliberately trying to pull Nan Zhuren and the others' expressions towards him.

Neither Nan Zhuren nor Chonghui paid any attention to this statement.

“Although we don’t know what psychological problem that student has, or even if he has any psychological problems at all,” Vice Principal Ma sighed, his voice growing louder, “whether his accident was due to a psychological problem or not, it has served as a wake-up call for us, which is why we’ve troubled you two teachers to come and help us.”

Nan Zhuren did not reply.

Chonghui smiled and nodded: "Yes, students' mental health is indeed very important. I really didn't expect your school to have such a forward-looking emphasis on this."

Vice Principal Ma's expression stiffened slightly.

"Hehe, hehe." So he just chuckled and nodded.

Then the three of them fell silent. Chonghui looked at Vice Principal Ma, Vice Principal Ma looked at Chonghui, and Nan Zhuren watched the students' departing figures. For a moment, the scene seemed to be at a standstill.

brush--

It was at this moment, as if by prior agreement, that the students on the upper floors finally began to emerge from their classrooms, forming a large flow of people as they surged over.

Some students curiously glanced at Nan Zhuren and Chonghui, a pair who seemed neither like students nor teachers. But perhaps due to pressure from Vice Principal Ma, the students' gazes were fleeting, barely lingering on Nan Zhuren.

The three of them were like reefs in the ocean current, automatically carving out a small space in the crowd.

Chonghui looked around and suggested, "Principal Ma, let's find a place to sit down and talk about work."

Vice Principal Ma chuckled, "Alright, alright, it's lunchtime anyway. I'll take you two teachers to try our staff canteen. Our... Teacher Nan?"

Outside of the conversation, Nan Zhuren tilted her head and shifted her attention to Vice Principal Ma.

"What is Teacher Nan looking at?"

Nan Zhuren did not answer.

　I have a full schedule of classes tomorrow, so I can't stay up all night. I'll make up for the second update during the day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)